Overview

When you're born wrong, sometimes you get bent and you get f*cked. Sometimes your life takes you places you don't want to go.

Sometimes, it does.

Dax McCann is as cold as ice.

I'm intrigued by him.

But I can't get close to him either.

His music strokes my soul, butchers my broken heart.

I wish he'd see me, but he only sees her. It's been so long since I've had to care that I'm not sure I can do it anymore. Now, tell me, why is there a gun to my head?

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Sydney Charell is … interesting.

I want to touch her, kiss her, posses her.

But I don't understand her.

She dances on poles and can't carry a tune to save her life.

I feel like an outsider on the in, but I have too many secrets to hide. Naomi Knox has my heart, but I think I might need it back. I want a chance to use it before it breaks. Or splatters. Blood will be spilled; I just hope it isn't mine.